The law must be obeyed

The two terrified girls looked at the General and then at each other. The General was taking great delight in their torment; it was exactly what he had planned. A slight nod of his head was enough of a signal; one of the guards pressed his cattle prod against Brooke's almost perfect breast. The current buzzed through the young woman's body; her scream filled the room as she dropped to the stone floor in pain.

"This is the last time I will explain," General Okeme snarled, "you white bitches are the property of the people of Lamumba. I am the supreme ruler. My word is absolute law. You will be silent. You will obey every command instantly. Any hesitation, any refusal, any sound will result in pain, pain you have never imagined. Now, strip off your rags!"

Debbie caught Brooke's eye; the girls knew they were helpless; their only hope of survival was to obey. Slowly, their white fingers undid buttons and pulled at clothing. Their garments dropped to the floor. Blouses and skirts, bras and panties, they all dropped away. They stood naked on the hard, cold stone floor. They waited.

The General smiled. He licked his lips. What he had planned would take days... weeks... maybe even longer. "So, what shall we do? Shall we fuck the bitches first or shall we **** them?"